Uneasy conversations, part one of two.
Title: Uneasy conversations, part one of two.
Series: Scars of the past, complicate the future.
Pairing: Sharon and Andy
Word count: 1339
Rating: T
Summary: Sharon and Rusty, talk about her relationship with Andy.
AN: Thank you all for your support! It's so much more fun now to write.
And posting this one already today, because I promised to do so. ;)
credit for the screencaps I used for my banner go to akachankami I found them on mc_screencaps
Previous chapters to this story can be found in my (master fic list).
Uneasy conversations, part one of two.
Rusty focused on the content of his plate. Even though she had smiled last night, it hadn't reassured him one bit, as her eyes had been filled with tears. He had done his homework, not even noticing at first, that Sharon had come home. Not until he believed he had heard voices, he had turned the music off.
He had stopped in his doorway , as he had noticed Sharon had a conversation with some guy. It was no one from the division. He didn't recognize the voice. They wouldn't come over anyway. Only Andy had been there a few times, but only to drop him off, or some papers. At least, that's what he had thought.
He looked over at her, they were quiet as they were eating breakfast. Nothing unusual. He hadn't been very talkative with her at all, since he had come to stay with her. Part of her wrist, slipped out of the sleeve of her blazer. It was bruised up pretty bad.
He remembered his reaction, when he had heard she was married.
'Somebody married you?'
He closed his eyes, it had been an awful remark to make. He had just assumed her husband had asked for a separation from her, not the other way around. That guy was an awful man. The way he had been in her face like that. He knew that despite of her calm features, she had been angry and hurt inside. Sharon was a very sensitive woman. No one could tell if you'd met Captain Raydor. He saw her at home though. Learned to read the strain on her face. If you would take the time, you could detect the glitches in that façade she had built around herself.
He wondered if her husband had been violent with her before, if that had been the reason for their separation? Somehow he had the feeling, that they hadn't seen the last of this guy.
"Sharon?"
She smiled warm at him, loving, he had never seen that before, shut it out, as the last thing he would want to admit was, that this woman really cared for him.
"This with Lieutenant Flynn, is it serious?"
She blushed. He must have overheard that part of her conversation with Richard as well. She noticed that Rusty's voice was softer than normal, more hesitant.
"Rusty, I don't know what you heard…"
He could tell she was a bit embarrassed.
"Look, I like Lieutenant Flynn, I'd just like to know if this was a one time thing or more?"
That boy was so much wiser than anyone his age.
"Kinda like to know if he's going to join us at the breakfast table."
"He won't."
Rustly looked confused, as he didn't think of Sharon as one that would bring men home for a one night stand.
"At least, not for now."
"So you do like him?"
"I like him very much."
"And he isn't here now, because…?"
"Because that was something Lieutenant Flynn and I talked about."
Rusty lifted up his eyebrow.
"Maybe it would help if you'd stop calling him 'Lieutenant Flynn'."
She smiled. But somehow she still felt the need to reassure him.
"Rusty, you don't have to worry about my relationship with Andy. It won't change anything for you, okay? I want you to know that."
He blushed and bowed his head. He wasn't used to this, he'd never come first, most of the time not even second or third. Here was this woman, who took him in, took care of him, even while he had been horrible. He had been nothing but rude and hurtful. Still she put him first, was thoughtful of him. He should be nicer to her.
Andy looked over at Sharon's office. She hadn't come out. As she had arrived, only a weak smile on her lips. Preoccupied with something. He had seen it in her eyes. They were a bit dull. He wondered what was wrong with her. It made him a bit anxious.
He'd like to just walk into that office, ask her what was wrong. Sometimes it was hard, that Sharon was so closed. He'd have to do this by her terms, on her pace. She would come to him when she was ready. He'd just had to have faith in that. He wanted to be there for her.
Sometimes he wondered whether she build up that brick wall around her, because there had been no one to share her burdens with. She didn't talk much about her husband. From what he knew about him, he hadn't seemed to him as the kind of man who'd be very sensitive to Sharon's feelings.
He just liked to wrap his arms around her, let her know she was loved. That she was worth to be loved. She hadn't been told that enough in the past. She hadn't been loved enough. And now she didn't know how to deal with such strong feelings. He knew she was afraid to get hurt. Never letting anyone completely in. Not even him, not even after what they'd shared the other night. What had that guy done to her?
Sharon rubbed the space between her eyes. She had been avoiding Andy, afraid he would pinch through her façade. It was already bad enough that Rusty had been witness to that argument with Richard.
That man couldn't have picked out a worst time to reappear in her life. Since Samuel and Grace had both moved out, she had hardly spoken with him. She could count the times on one hand. He was here at purpose. If he couldn't have her, no one could. She sighed deep. It had always been that way. He had pursued her. She'd call it now almost obsessive. Once they were married, he had expected her to be one person and one person only, Mrs. Bradford.
That's why she had kept using her maiden name within the force. There she had been Detective, Lieutenant and now Captain Sharon Raydor. They would see her, and not Richard Bradford's wife. She had always felt like his accessory. She had never been his equal.
Richard loved this. Stirring in what should be a happy and exciting time for her. She was experiencing love, since a very long time and he managed to ruin it, just with his overwhelming and egotistical presence. Right now she should be focusing on these files in front of her. If her thoughts would wander, they should be wandering to having lunch with Andy, or finding a few minutes in private anywhere. Instead she was thinking about Richard and about their failed marriage. That's what Richard Bradford did to her mind and heart, he left it all in turmoil.
Andy frowned, as he saw this man heading straight towards Sharon's office. Tall guy, broad shoulders, expensive tailored suit. His eyes, sharp, focused. He knew where he was heading. Provenza practically bounced from his seat, as soon as the guy had entered Sharon's office. Like he had some juicy gossip story to share. He tried to keep hush tones, while being overly excited. His eyes darting from Sharon's office to him and back, as if he was afraid he'd miss something.
"That's her husband."
"What are you talking about?"
"It's been a while, but I'm positive that's him."
Provenza looked at the office, hoping he could pick up something from the conversation inside. Andy looked at her office, wondering what that man was suddenly doing here?
An uneasy feeling settled in the coil of his stomach Like Provenza, his eyes fixed on the office now. Trying to detect what was going on in there. This urge to protect her, to keep her from hurt, suddenly overwhelming.
Series: Scars of the past, complicate the future.
Pairing: Sharon and Andy
Word count: 1339
Rating: T
Summary: Sharon and Rusty, talk about her relationship with Andy.
AN: Thank you all for your support! It's so much more fun now to write.
And posting this one already today, because I promised to do so. ;)
credit for the screencaps I used for my banner go to akachankami I found them on mc_screencaps
Previous chapters to this story can be found in my (master fic list).
Uneasy conversations, part one of two.
Rusty focused on the content of his plate. Even though she had smiled last night, it hadn't reassured him one bit, as her eyes had been filled with tears. He had done his homework, not even noticing at first, that Sharon had come home. Not until he believed he had heard voices, he had turned the music off.
He had stopped in his doorway , as he had noticed Sharon had a conversation with some guy. It was no one from the division. He didn't recognize the voice. They wouldn't come over anyway. Only Andy had been there a few times, but only to drop him off, or some papers. At least, that's what he had thought.
He looked over at her, they were quiet as they were eating breakfast. Nothing unusual. He hadn't been very talkative with her at all, since he had come to stay with her. Part of her wrist, slipped out of the sleeve of her blazer. It was bruised up pretty bad.
He remembered his reaction, when he had heard she was married.
'Somebody married you?'
He closed his eyes, it had been an awful remark to make. He had just assumed her husband had asked for a separation from her, not the other way around. That guy was an awful man. The way he had been in her face like that. He knew that despite of her calm features, she had been angry and hurt inside. Sharon was a very sensitive woman. No one could tell if you'd met Captain Raydor. He saw her at home though. Learned to read the strain on her face. If you would take the time, you could detect the glitches in that façade she had built around herself.
He wondered if her husband had been violent with her before, if that had been the reason for their separation? Somehow he had the feeling, that they hadn't seen the last of this guy.
"Sharon?"
She smiled warm at him, loving, he had never seen that before, shut it out, as the last thing he would want to admit was, that this woman really cared for him.
"This with Lieutenant Flynn, is it serious?"
She blushed. He must have overheard that part of her conversation with Richard as well. She noticed that Rusty's voice was softer than normal, more hesitant.
"Rusty, I don't know what you heard…"
He could tell she was a bit embarrassed.
"Look, I like Lieutenant Flynn, I'd just like to know if this was a one time thing or more?"
That boy was so much wiser than anyone his age.
"Kinda like to know if he's going to join us at the breakfast table."
"He won't."
Rustly looked confused, as he didn't think of Sharon as one that would bring men home for a one night stand.
"At least, not for now."
"So you do like him?"
"I like him very much."
"And he isn't here now, because…?"
"Because that was something Lieutenant Flynn and I talked about."
Rusty lifted up his eyebrow.
"Maybe it would help if you'd stop calling him 'Lieutenant Flynn'."
She smiled. But somehow she still felt the need to reassure him.
"Rusty, you don't have to worry about my relationship with Andy. It won't change anything for you, okay? I want you to know that."
He blushed and bowed his head. He wasn't used to this, he'd never come first, most of the time not even second or third. Here was this woman, who took him in, took care of him, even while he had been horrible. He had been nothing but rude and hurtful. Still she put him first, was thoughtful of him. He should be nicer to her.
Andy looked over at Sharon's office. She hadn't come out. As she had arrived, only a weak smile on her lips. Preoccupied with something. He had seen it in her eyes. They were a bit dull. He wondered what was wrong with her. It made him a bit anxious.
He'd like to just walk into that office, ask her what was wrong. Sometimes it was hard, that Sharon was so closed. He'd have to do this by her terms, on her pace. She would come to him when she was ready. He'd just had to have faith in that. He wanted to be there for her.
Sometimes he wondered whether she build up that brick wall around her, because there had been no one to share her burdens with. She didn't talk much about her husband. From what he knew about him, he hadn't seemed to him as the kind of man who'd be very sensitive to Sharon's feelings.
He just liked to wrap his arms around her, let her know she was loved. That she was worth to be loved. She hadn't been told that enough in the past. She hadn't been loved enough. And now she didn't know how to deal with such strong feelings. He knew she was afraid to get hurt. Never letting anyone completely in. Not even him, not even after what they'd shared the other night. What had that guy done to her?
Sharon rubbed the space between her eyes. She had been avoiding Andy, afraid he would pinch through her façade. It was already bad enough that Rusty had been witness to that argument with Richard.
That man couldn't have picked out a worst time to reappear in her life. Since Samuel and Grace had both moved out, she had hardly spoken with him. She could count the times on one hand. He was here at purpose. If he couldn't have her, no one could. She sighed deep. It had always been that way. He had pursued her. She'd call it now almost obsessive. Once they were married, he had expected her to be one person and one person only, Mrs. Bradford.
That's why she had kept using her maiden name within the force. There she had been Detective, Lieutenant and now Captain Sharon Raydor. They would see her, and not Richard Bradford's wife. She had always felt like his accessory. She had never been his equal.
Richard loved this. Stirring in what should be a happy and exciting time for her. She was experiencing love, since a very long time and he managed to ruin it, just with his overwhelming and egotistical presence. Right now she should be focusing on these files in front of her. If her thoughts would wander, they should be wandering to having lunch with Andy, or finding a few minutes in private anywhere. Instead she was thinking about Richard and about their failed marriage. That's what Richard Bradford did to her mind and heart, he left it all in turmoil.
Andy frowned, as he saw this man heading straight towards Sharon's office. Tall guy, broad shoulders, expensive tailored suit. His eyes, sharp, focused. He knew where he was heading. Provenza practically bounced from his seat, as soon as the guy had entered Sharon's office. Like he had some juicy gossip story to share. He tried to keep hush tones, while being overly excited. His eyes darting from Sharon's office to him and back, as if he was afraid he'd miss something.
"That's her husband."
"What are you talking about?"
"It's been a while, but I'm positive that's him."
Provenza looked at the office, hoping he could pick up something from the conversation inside. Andy looked at her office, wondering what that man was suddenly doing here?
An uneasy feeling settled in the coil of his stomach Like Provenza, his eyes fixed on the office now. Trying to detect what was going on in there. This urge to protect her, to keep her from hurt, suddenly overwhelming.